Chương 1559: 1559. Masters

A peculiar event was unfolding in a secret location of the human domain while Noah was traveling through the Outer Lands. Different organizations and guilds had gathered in an underground hall covered in inscriptions to discuss the problems that afflicted their reign.

The cultivators in the hall were all rank 8 cultivators who wore white masks for the event. Their covered faces couldn't hide their identity, but it was a tradition to wear them during the meetings.

"We have lost too many lands during the last invasion," A cultivator wearing robes carrying the emblem of the Sailbrird family said after standing up. "We managed to expand, but our domain has shrunk significantly. Unrest is spreading. We might be able to witness the first civil war in eras."

"Just expand into the Outer Lands like we did the previous times," An expert wearing robes with the emblem of the Rotway family said. "I don't see why you even bother bringing this topic to the meeting."